My whole life I felt like I never really belong anywhere, I was born and raised in Bree and I always loved and protected it. Moria feels like home, but still it’s not what would make me want stay there forever. I have no real home, no feeling of it, I want to be on the move, have a good rest with ale and food, a good night’s sleep and then off again, off to fight! Luckily for me, my job had me doing it, I travelled through Eriador as a sellsword, within the ranks of Bloody Dawn, under the command of Hardoleth and then Hyrien. Four years that I loved and I will never forget, but now it’s time to leave.
I just told Hyrien I’m leaving the company, and Bree, to go to the East, and then to the South, the sigil of the Bloody Dawn I kept. I am proud for being in its ranks and always will be. My time there made me who I am. But as all things come to an end, my time has come to leave. My main purpose was always to fight and defend those who needed help and couldn’t defend themselves, now it’s time to dedicate myself to that. Bree is nothing but a spot on the map, its significance lies to its position, uniting the East with the West, but Arda is big and beautiful. And I shed my blood for Bree too many times… Now I will fight for the whole world.
Soon I will leave Bree, I will buy a house in Thorin’s Gate; it’s the only place which feels closest to Moria. I will spend some time there and try to travel to Imladris too, so that I rest my body and mind before I set out to the South. What is coming is big and I want to be part of it, I want to fight to defend our world, to fight to provide a future for the young ones and peace for the older. That’s what I feel my path to be, that’s what I think I have been so far, that’s why fighting and making weapons was the first things I learned to do. What lies ahead I do not know, I may die in the first battle I give, but I don’t care, this is who I am, I will be proud to die in battle, die for my purpose. A purpose to help, to fight to keep the world’s beauty unspoiled!
I already miss my friends, I would write each one’s name here, but I won’t, if I do it it may bring second thoughts, and I have already thought too much about it. I will miss my friends and companions in the Dawn, I consider them all a family, as well as those that aren’t in the Dawn. I said goodbye to those I was able to see, it wasn’t easy… Not easy at all. But it had to be done. The Grey Warden will come with me; we shall fight side by side again, this time for a great cause.
The very thought of leaving and spending my days and nights on the road makes me happy, I know it will be hard, having to hunt every day to eat, find a safe place to sleep, find clean water to drink and bathe. But, the purpose makes me more eager to go! My sword is sharp and my mind focused. I don’t know what I am to face or what will happen to me but I embrace it! I chose to do this! Whatever’s going to happen it will happen, I only need to have my mind open.
Is my fate to die out there? No, I don't believe that, I don't believe in what is called fate. Man’s only destination is to die, but we are free to choose what we will do till we die, what path we will take. We make our own fate! We are all Fateless Wanderers.
